Lyrics:
just to hit
You peep the game I was playing place your bet
I thought it was easy then you side no sex
Had to put the playing games on the rest
You
in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm coming
I'm taking the dough
They wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you better walk by me
I'll do
enough thugs, on the streets
Brooklyn, Manhattan, Staten Island
Queens
Somebody,
tell me
what the deal
is (I had enough)
Gangsters got to know it's for
What is this scene
Who wrote this
You know what, fuck it, let's do random shit
Tara Strong's a sex offender
I was blocked by Tara Strong on Twitter.com
bullshit me
You're real, Margaret
Yeah, but listen
I sound just like you
Except higher-pitched
Come on, baby, we've had two children
We live in New
LD
AKA homicide
Yes, homicide
OG's knew I had it poppin'
IG lookin' Photoshopish (it's lit, it's real)
They just can't take charge so they
got hens out there
I'm not a sex symbol, gangsta or activist
I just bubble like acid in a glass of Cris'
My pen's is Illmatic, plush robes drag across
sex
Sic cadence cicadas
I could make you catch the vapors
And I do not deal with haters
I just tell them see you later
Frequently they flagrantly treat
cared about
We were just out the teens
We had sex on the beach
My parents were drunk
And yours were asleep
We were naked and free
You were you and I was
Well few years back when we had just met I was curious to ask him a question
I said: "Old friend Bob T., ain't it lonely out here? And don't you ever
a tracker mortgage is
And is hoping it's not too late
My Ireland sees goodness
In the kindness of its people everyday
Which bonds us just enough to get by
My
ain't to be held, who could hold me?
Hoes try to console me, rec' exec's want to own me
Damned if I die slowly, drugged out broke and lonely
Like so
backed and forth by a tidal
Insane asylum on eyeland island
Couldn't see what's going on like shutter island
Just disguised the pain inside him
YHWH had
come here for no foolishness
Give it to em
I could throw shade over your whole state, on some eclipse shit, but I don't hate
I just let you do you, like
it's my turn
Don't get me wrong, Nate, you've had a great run
But it's time to give the people somethin' different
So without further ado, I'd
Like
It was Mikey
Had to let em go cause they no longer excite me
Bands was getting low so I had to take a hike
I Just let them go I'll have a new hoe by
Stopped getting even/
Long division when you drew the Line/
Version feel clearer
When you knew the blind/
I had to put in work,
Excuses hurt when you’re
so clean but so explicit
Leave of absence so extended
Now my presence so expensive
Let me collapse and fall back on millions
You just wanna roll one I
the
Imploding sky drops
I cross the burned bridge
Of syringes? by lyrics?
Cyclops infinitely focused on moving
This ice block i could of land a nice job
But I
wrong and blocked your number Can’t call your phone
Sorry
[Verse 1]
Thoughts of you be on my mind so I stay by my lonely
Hollerin for 12 yall don’t
ain't to be held, who could hold me?
Hoes try to console me, rec' exec's want to own me
Damned if I die slowly, drugged out broke and lonely
Like so
Waiting by your grandfather clock like that
Shit gon' stop for us expand your ocular
Push the grandaddy proper, uh
Whatever you do just please
Don't drop
to India leavin four successor states
By the Fifth century B.C., R.O.M.E.
succeeds to be the conqueror of Egypt and Greece
But had the threat of the Black
gave you no permission
I need to hit it, I'm just so addicted
I shoot my shot and then you go ballistic
Can't help but feeling that it's so intrinsic
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